We came out of the basement, the rain had stopped, the clouds had not yet dissipated, and the sky was dark and gloomy. Luo Dami took a deep breath and sighed that he couldn't sleep well in the days when he was rich, and he always felt a sigh of relief in his heart.

He called a few laborers and told them to listen to the commander. Xie Ling first asked them to climb out of the balcony on the third floor, go to the eaves to take off the broken feng shui mirrors one by one, and then give them an unbelievable job. That is to smash this wall to the southeast of the third floor.

Several laborers looked at each other, and Luo Dami took out a wad of money and threw it on the coffee table: Smash! It's all yours after smashing the money.

The laborer took the big and small hammer in his hand, since the master's family wants to spend money to smash the building, then smash it, and now the rich people are also burning in a panic, and they have nothing to do to demolish the building. Millet and sister-in-law hung decorations on the wall and cleaned up the bits and pieces. These laborers were all in their twenties, shirtless, picked up a sledgehammer, and smashed it against this wall. They are all professional and hard-working, and their strength is accurate and steady, and the wall skin blooms when the hammer goes down, and the cement falls down with a hammer.

You hammer me and I hammer, the damaged surface of the wall is getting bigger and bigger, a pile of wall cement powder on the ground, the sister-in-law looks at it distressedly, it took her a lot of thought to decorate here, and now it is smashed open, making it a miasma, what is wrong with this house.

A few people also smashed high, shouted the trumpet, smashed it happily, and suddenly shouted at the bell: Stop!

They stopped, Xie Ling walked over and looked carefully, their eyebrows condensed: don't use a sledgehammer with a small hammer, just hit this one.

An older laborer leaned over to look at it, and it didn't matter, and he cried out, his face full of horror: he couldn't say anything.

When we saw that the situation was different, we all leaned over, and I saw clearly that there was a rare tuft of black hair peeking out of the concrete wall. Everyone present saw it, and they didn't dare to breathe, even my eldest brother was dumbfounded, apparently he didn't know why there was a tuft of hair buried in the wall.

Luo Xiaomi grabbed my sleeve tightly and asked in a trembling voice: Brother Xie, what is this? Is there anyone in there?

The laborers had a bitter face and said to Luo Dami: Big brother, your work is too scary, we won't do it. There can't be dead bodies hidden in the walls, right?

Without waiting for Luo Dami to speak, Xie Ling suddenly said sharply: What nonsense! It's not that I don't give you money, smash! Whatever goes wrong, we are all in our pockets, and it has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to do this job, you will leave, and some people want to make money.

A few laborers looked at each other, and the leader wiped his face: Come on, no one and money can't get by, the main family will smash us, I also want to see what's inside.

They smashed the crumbs around the clump of hair with small hammers and clanging bells, and the crumbs fell down in a loud manner, and the hair became more and more and more thick, and it made people's hearts numb and crispy. The hairs had been buried in it for a long time, stained with a lot of cement debris, tangled with each other, twisted into a clump. Smash and smash, even I felt that something was wrong. According to the thickness of this wall, and the area excavated now, there is no one hiding here at all, isn't it?

I suddenly had a very unbelievable thought, could it be that there was only one human head in it?

Everyone present watched intently, and no one dared to be distracted, both scared and curious, what the hell it was.

It didn't take long, and there were more and more hairs, and it was just a big clump, and anyone could see that there was only hair, and nothing else. As he was smashing, a mechanic shouted: Something is out!

In a large clump of hair, a piece of clothing is exposed. It was supposed to be a white underwear, dirty, wrapped in the middle of the hair, and very disgusting to look at. Xie Ling's face turned blue, and he said to Luo Dami: Sure enough, someone is harming you.

Luo Dami was extremely shocked: This, what the hell is going on?

Keep digging, digging out. Xie Ling said.

It took almost an hour for several laborers to finally dig out the contents of the wall and clean it up. Outside was a large mass of dirty hair, and inside the hair was a white dress, and there was something wrapped in the clothes, which seemed to be a box, and it was impossible to see what it was.

The bell was relieved to let Luo Dami send off the labor, and at this time, the hall was full of our old Luo family's family. He asked Luo Dami to fetch a pair of rubber gloves, and then carefully ripped off the hair on them, leaving only the white clothes and the things wrapped inside. Xie Ling stopped, his face was solemn, and he was silent.

We didn't want to urge, so we watched with bated breath, and the atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressing.

He looked up and said, "I can't get my hands on this thing."

Why? I asked in surprise.

Someone cast a spell on it, and if I dismantle it, it will be equivalent to fighting the law and forcing the people over there to do it. This thing has to be solved by ordinary people. He said.

Several of us looked at each other, and Luo Dami said: I'll solve it.

No way. Xie Ling said: This thing is likely to be aimed at you, and you will solve the problem of nine deaths and one life.

Luo Xiaomi took the initiative to ask: Brother Xie, I'll come.

Xie Ling glared at her, embarrassed to say anything, does that mean that your body hasn't counted yet. Luo Mi blushed and stopped talking. I said, "You all go and cool off, or I'll come."

Xie Ling said: You can be regarded as a hero. Among these people, you are the most suitable, you are a man, full of yang energy, the fire on your body is vigorous, and you can resist the invasion of yin and evil.

He got out of the way, and I walked over and crouched down, looked at the dirty clothes in front of me, took a deep breath, and asked the bell to wear gloves. Xie Ling scolded: What is there to wear, this is a magic weapon, not a trash can, do you think you won't win the bid if you wear gloves?

Let him say it, my face was flushed, and I had no choice but to reach out and undress with my hand. The garment was wrapped very tightly, wrapped tightly several times, and finally knotted again. I flipped it over, exposing the tangle underneath, and gritted my back molars to untie it.

I don't know who tied this thing, and I tied a hard knot, and I couldn't untie it for a long time, and the onlookers were impatient. Xie Ling looked angry and funny: Luo Dao, can that clothes bite you, seeing that you are so scared, you don't dare to touch your hands.

I gritted my teeth, and I got out. I grabbed the dead knot with both hands and untied it with all my might, until it finally loosened and slowly untied it. I wiped the sweat from my head, peeled it down layer by layer, and finally took out the contents of it.

Wrapped in clothes, it's actually an urn! No wonder it looks boxy, the box is not big, only a few tens of centimeters long, and it is covered with black carvings. The surface seems to be varnished, brightly unnatural, and the carved patterns are very distinct, carved with pine, crane, and sea of clouds. What really surprised me was that on the top of the urn was an old yellow charm.

The charm clearly has a person's name and the eight characters of birth written on it.

Who is this person? Xie Ling asked: Do you know each other?

I trembled and said, "This, this is our mother."

Luo Dami and Luo Mi cried out at the same time, Luo Dami knelt on the ground with a puff, crying silently: These people are simply beasts! Our mother's urn was originally built here.

I was so angry that I trembled, shocked and angry, so tormenting the ancestors of my family, breaking through the bottom line of my patience. I gritted my teeth with hatred, no one else can do this, it must be Fan Xiong, what the hell is she going to do, I am inseparable from her!

I looked at this talisman and was momentarily depressed, so I reached out and tore it. Xie Ling hurriedly shouted: Can't tear it!

He was late, and I had already torn off the talisman and crumpled it up. At that moment, I suddenly felt that I had difficulty breathing, my nose seemed to be choked by something, I couldn't breathe in fresh air, my brain was dizzy, and I fell to the ground.

In the haze, I saw Luo Dami helping me up, and I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't open them, as if I had fallen into a cloud and fog, and both legs were weak. In a daze, suddenly my face was cool, and I somewhat recovered my senses, and saw Xie Ling holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, with a big mouthful in his mouth, spraying at me.

He stretched out his right hand again, put it on top of my head, and muttered words in his mouth, and dimly felt a stream of heat flow into the top of my head, and I was dispelled a lot of cold air, and my body gradually became hot.

My eldest brother and sister-in-law hugged my two arms, and I was stiffly standing, and I was warm all over, and I felt a kind of joy at the beginning of my recovery from a serious illness. At that moment, I suddenly heard a voice behind me, as if someone was calling my name. I shook my dry neck and turned my head to see that there was one more person in the living room.

It was a girl, not very old, sitting on the sofa with her legs leisurely, her cheeks thin and slender, and two small pigtails on her head. What is more strange is that she is wearing a costume that looks very similar to that worn by ancient maids, all red, with a wide collar and narrow sleeves, made of tulle, and you can faintly see the skin underneath. The girl was not very old, about thirteen or fourteen years old, and she kept her head hanging all the time, as if she was having a good time, and kept swinging her legs back and forth.

She seemed to know I was looking at her and slowly raised her head with her eyes fixed on me.

I snapped into her eyes. This girl's face is very special, very delicate but she can't see the specific facial features clearly, her plausible face seems to be smiling, and her eyes are very charming.

My head buzzed and I recognized who this person was.

She's the holy aunt! Don't look at this person I have never seen before, but I have heard many people talk about her, she has sketched a rough image in my mind, although I saw it for the first time at this time, I immediately knew that it was her.

How did she end up here?